Nature Contained

We had quite the busy day yesterday, with all those Blithewold touries popping in and out of the shop throughout the day. We made our first containers of the season and got to talk hort all day! Despite all the wonderful things in the shop, I still can’t shake the feeling of nakedness. I feel as though I just got out of the shower, my hair is in a towel, and I am running downstairs because the tea kettle is flipping out and needs some attention. I am sure this feeling will subside once the bulbs in the garden pop their little heads out. The garden is still in early-early spring mode and there is nothing any of us can do but wait. I guess it is up to the containers; our little samplings of spring.


Richard decided to plant up the bird bath with an assortment of bulb materials and herbs. Highbush blueberry is under planted with violas, muscari, hyacinth, sage and basil sprouts, which are fantastic to munch on!

I also took a photo of Richard’s cute little antique paper mache bunny. I thought he looked so precious among some of my favorite things; sweet pea and black pussywillow. Like the characters on HBO's, Six Feet Under, I tend to drift off into the imaginary world. Little things can trigger it, 40% of the time, it happens in show tune fashion. As the words “sweet pea” leaves my lips, the lights would dim and my little bit of magical realism would begin. Then, yes, you’ve guessed it; we’d all start dancing to Tommy Roe’s Sweet Pea. The flowers would all sway back and forth and Monsieur Lapin Papier Mache', he looks French to me, would belt the lyrics out loud. As much fun as that sounds, it would be best, if we danced to my mom's version of Sweet Pea. I prefer her rendition; she kind of infuses a Woody Guthrie style into it. It would be a bit trickier to dance to, but who really cares. Click on the link above and sing out loud!